shit kenzi says

A couple few weeks ago, right after the annual glut of awesome vids post-VividCon, I put together a vid show for all of us at FGC. It was so much fun that I thought my f-list might enjoy it too. Some of these are new but most of them are old favorites. Plz to enjoy.

Dance Party Vid Show

1. Blow by winterevanesce (Sucker Punch)



( This Way to the Party )

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Okay, so it's a little after 2AM and I was lying in bed thinking about Battlestar Galactica and the things I would've done differently if I had been in charge of plotting the course of the show. And then I realized I had to get up and write it all down or I was going to forget it all. So here I am.

Since, you know, I apparently retell TV shows in my spare time. Everybody needs a hobby I guess.

And FYI, I still haven't seen the last half of season four so I'm not going to talk about that. I will not analyze that which I can't be arsed to watch. *pinkie swears*

( Oh Ron Moore, You Are So Very Smart Until You Are Not )

And now it's after 3AM and I really need to go to bed. Let's all hope that I don't have any more stunning revelations between now and when I fall asleep. *crosses fingers*

Also, I hope this makes sense. The later it is the more incoherent I become (and, strangely, the more polysyllabic words I tend to throw around). Please feel free to add your own ideas about what BSG could've done better, or what it did really well, or whether I should bow down and beg Ron Moore's forgiveness. Because retelling TV shows is no fun when you're doing it in a vacuum. *nods*

Saturday has become tv day. I've watched some Sarah Jane Adventures, this week's BSG, am about a third of the way through the second episode of HBO's John Adams miniseries and the Doctor is downloading.

Am also dog-sitting today. It's a good thing the Pup is used to people typing on the computer at all hours of the day and night. He's being very patient with me.

Re: ( Long Distance Call ) Now I have an urge to write up a whole post about the depth Supernatural's mythological base and how that gives me, as a viewer and fan such satisfaction.

BTW, Dean? The Fifteenth Century was not the Dark Ages. Just so you know. ;-)

Re: BSG. It's official, I hate Gaius Baltar as much as I hate Ruby. ( Death For All ) It's hit the point where I'm only watching anymore because I'm curious about where it's all going. And cause Saul Tigh is still kind of my hero, until they squick that storyline out, as well.

Okay, have to boogie. The Pup was awoken and now requires my attention. I think a walk is in order, and then a bath.

Ron Moore and Co. are really smoking the good crack over on Battlestar Galactica, aren't they? I'm sure they have some plan, probably, and either way, it made for an intensely enthralling hour of television and that's really all that I crave from that quarter these days. ( FYI )

Here are some more Buffy s.2 re-watch reactions for you.( What's My Line, Part One - Bad Eggs )

It is abso-freakin-lutely gorgeous outside today. I got to wear sandals while walking the dog and get started on those very necessary summer sandal calluses. It's so warm that I have all of the windows open and I'm wearing shorts and complaining about how long and heavy my hair is. It's great!

What the hell? America's Next Top Model is not supposed to make me cry. And yet, it did. Shut up! You can't prove anything! The only one who saw those tears was the Pup and you won't get anything out of him!

Stupid hormones.

My Cafepress goodies came today. Yay! I got a bumper sticker and some magnets and a t-shirt that I had to put on right away. And the hardcover copy of Kay's The Darkest Road also showed up. I've been rereading the Fionavar Tapestry and by some strange tragedy my old copy had somehow disappeared into the aether. That's okay, it was so beat up it was about to fall apart anyway. Looking forward to another good cry once I get to the end of that one.

The mail has been so good to me today. Life is pretty okay. Except for the headache. Like it isn't enough that the weather is going from 70F to 40F but the pressure change just has to give me a sinus headache. Thank goodness I always have a lot of drugs laying around for just such an occasion. Medication is our friend. =D

I have a feeling that I should start watching Jericho more (as in, at all). I was excited in the beginning but the early execution left me a little flat. Now I see they're doing some fun stuff that I highly approve of. We'll see, the SPN tunnel-vision is kind of overwhelming. And scary.

I enjoyed this week's Battlestar Galactica. Finally we're getting the Lee that we saw way back in season one, the idealistic crusader. What a relief. I have been so tired of the way they've used the character since then that I was kind of starting to hate him and that's no fun. All of my hate for a character on that show needs to only be directed at Gaius Baltar. I want him dead like no one's business.

Going to Clem's Comic Book Shop to pick up the Buffy season 8 comic tomorrow. It is both appropriate that I'm going to Clem's to buy it and a little intimidating. I've been avoiding the shop because I'm sure there'll be a salesguy there like Jack Black in High Fidelity who will mock me for not reading the right comic books. Bleh.

Oh, that's right, I wanted to talk about the gloriously stupid things people do in movies. ( Cut Because I Know I'll Ramble )

There's some thunder rumbling in the distance. The Pup will not be amused.

Because I'm a big ol' sheep and if hiyacynth jumped off of a cliff I probably would too...

( 2006 in Fic Meme )

Dangit, I have laundry to do and, ugh, cases to brief. Classes start again tomorrow. Oh joy, oh rapture. *blehs*

ETA: I've decided to be like Andy and spend most of the day in my bathrobe and slippers. *happy sigh*

Have been completely backwards about updating lately. When I'm online my brain doesn't seem to want to do anything but skim around and read fic and posting requires the use of actual brain cells, which are always in short supply around here but doubly so at the moment. However, I had to stop by and say I LOVE TV!!!!!! I am filled with love for the medium and the product and my shows are KILLING ME right now and I couldn't be happier.

( SPN )

( BSG )

TV kicks my ass in the best possible way. I've also seen quite a few of the new shows and of the ones I've seen (Studio 60, Jericho, Runaway, Standoff, Kidnapped, The Nine) I have to say that Heroes is my favorite. It has definite potential for awesomeness. However, I'm not sure you'll see a ton of squee for it because my brain is completely filled up with the two shows that own my soul. If I could go to Vancouver tomorrow I would so be there. Dayumn.

Had an absolutely fabulous weekend imbibing in the Dr. Who love. I am now beyond thoroughly indoctrinated. I want a TARDIS, but only if it comes with the Doctor. Especially if it comes with the Doctor. I laughed, I cried great heaving sobs, it was brilliant. I can't wait to see more.

hiyacynth was a lovely hostess. Wow I love fangirl weekends, there's so much to talk and laugh and squee about. I love my fangirls so much. love love lovelovelove

Today was my first day of law school. The lecture went well. It was Contracts and the professor was an engaging lecturer. My panic is slowly dwindling though the overwhelmed feeling is still firmly in place. However, on the way to the bus this morning I stepped into a hole (a real, literal hole, I think a gopher dug it) and sprained my ankle. It's a pretty bad sprain, so bad that the doctor hardly even touched it before ordering an x-ray, but a sprain is all it is. I look pretty funny hobbling around on a cane but should hopefully be much improved in a few days.

There's some sort of irony in this. If I weren't so stubborn I'd think the universe was conspiring to keep me out of law school but the universe knows well and good that now I'll keep going just to spite it. I'm nothing if not petty and willful. =D

Over at SciFi.com they've started posting the webisodes. I think this link should take you to the first one. It is so very cool. Why isn't it October yet?

OK, have to toddle off and do some more studying. I will leave you with two thoughts: 1) No one angsts like Jensen Ackles, as exemplified on 'The Berrisford Agenda' last night, and 2) Ron Livingston's new show premieres tonight with Gina Torres. If I die of teh pretty you'll know why.

No wonder it's called the Pit of Voles. *stabs FF.net*

I come bearing new Battlestar Galactica fic:

Title: Every Precious Seed
Disclaimer: Ron Moore owns it all, I've just borrowed his toys for a while.
Warning: Spoilers for the season 2 finale (Lay Your Burdens Down, Pt. 2) are rampant. Do not read if you don't want to know.

Found unlocked off-site here for linking and the like.

( She wondered if a phrase, spoken enough, became its own kind of prayer or if the words, instead, lost all meaning and drifted away to join all of the other forgotten and unfulfilled prayers that coated the heavy-hanging sky. )

Apparently LJ is going down for maintenance 10 tonight and I think that's PST because that's where the main thingamabobs are, I think. Figured I should get a post in now or lose my chance forever, or some such.

But, don't worry, there can't be another Great LJ Blackout because there is no Fangirl Holiday also occuring so we should all be spared the horror of losing our link with the outside world. That was crazy times, wasn't it? =D

Hour and a half BSG season finale tonight! W00t!!!!!! I am all sorts of excited, it's all I can think about, mostly. I hear that the new season won't start until October and that it might be moving to NBC. Waiting till October majorly sucks but it will give everybody a chance to catch up and moving to NBC could be a win-win situation for everyone.

Am feeling kinda trapped. This probably means I should get out and find some stupid part-time job or something, anything but I'm also lazy. These are not a good combination.

My grandma had bowel surgery earlier this week and according to all accounts she is doing fine. The Da, my brothers and I are going to see her tomorrow. The Mum will not be joining us because she hasn't talked to her husband's mother in nearly 20 year. Don't worry, she's equal opportunity, she hasn't talked to her family for nearly 15. Oh the drama.

You should all go out and buy the latest issue of GQ. It's only $4 (US) and has Matthew Fox on a motorcycle. The media doesn't always fail me. mmmmmmmmmm

Oy, I need a cut and color something fierce.

ETA: I saw some Logan & Weevil picspam and now I am d-loading Veronica Mars because I have to know what they are doing and why they are so hot. I'm a shallow, shallow girl.